S.C.G.

An acrostic poem I wrote for my fiancee.

Seeing her gazing upon me

Holding her as she sleeps

Awakening to her kisses

Wanting time to stand still.

No comparison can be made

And no replacement exists;

Chance brought us together

Hell almost tore us apart.

Remembering why we fell

Is half the battle we've won

Searching out the truth in it all

Trusting each other again.

I've never stopped loving her

No demons can carry me away

Everything I've ever wanted

Gives me reason to stay.